Black Thought - Get Outlined lyrics

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Black Thought - Get Outlined lyrics

[Intro] Uh, LA, uh huh, Chi Town, Philadelphia, PA Hey now, uh, LA, yeah, Chi Town, Philadelphia, PA [Verse 1] Listen, pick any city, the South side, the outside It isn't pretty, the tots spyin’ and shots fired Protection there be the lopsided, cop kind You see the scene of a crime like every stop sign My section of twenty-one pound is downtown They walkin' 'round wit’ the guns out, it's wild how The youngings dumb proud, followin' the crowd now Leading the blind with they minds up in the Soundcloud Ain't a lotta sunshine when you on a frontline Listenin' to that ghetto drumline, duckin' one-time Thinkin' how the Devil doesn't tire, even sometimes Wonderin’ how the f** could one’s rhyme be this unkind Everybody cold to me, seeming through this bullsh** The only thing that sold to me bein' told, we should hold on Gettin’ old to me I'm about to buckle 'Cause holdin' tight got my hands fully white-knuckled And to be honest, tomorrow is not promised Whether you on the streets of Chicago or Botswana You gotta be rock solid, not to be outsmarted The rise from rock-bottom to one of the top scholars I never ask what’s the secret of success With a target on your back and a scarlet on your chest Listen, just get it, not a minute to rest This is not a test, settle for the best, nothin' less, dig it [Bridge] Pick any city, the South side, the drought side Where E-M-S has arrived, well, it's about time People who just get they tops fried get outlined Minutes and seconds go clockwise but not mine [Verse 2] Where I'm from it's a war scene Where more fiends scream for Morphines, Zoloft and Thorazine We don't subscribe to the grand scheme The plans seems to be keepin' us all sick, sellin' them vaccines Ain't a lot of fun time when your only son dyin' And the world's comin' untied from the inside That's between affection and depression, it's a thin line Stress and pressure here is multiplied ten times Everything is blurred to me, lessons deferred for me Fam said it's been a long term since they heard from me My lil' homie never made it out of surgery Sometimes I feel like South Philly tryna murder me [Interlude] First, everybody's upset 'cause you died They like, "Wait a minute, man I ain't the ones who's dead, he's the one that's brown bread" Hah, so in comes the second lie, ya dig?